soon to be sullied by contact with the fast-black, all-wool garments in Zamp's clothing store. 

 "Also, I would meet you right here," Shimko concluded, "at half-past one sharp to-morrow." 

 After the conclusion of his interview with Isaac Meiselson, Shimko repaired immediately to Zamp's tailoring establishment, and together they proceeded to the office of Mr. Boris Klinkowitz, manager of the Olympic Gardens, on Rivington Street. Shimko explained the object of their business, and in less than half an hour the resourceful Klinkowitz had engaged a force of cutters, salesmen, and customers sufficient to throng Harry Zamp's store for the entire day. 

 "You would see how smooth the whole thing goes," Klinkowitz declared, after he had concluded his arrangements. "The cutters is genu-ine cutters, members from a union already, and the salesmen works for years by a couple concerns on Park Row." 

 "And the customers?" Zamp asked. 

 "That depends on yourself," Klinkowitz replied. "If you got a couple real bargains in sample garments, I wouldn't be surprised if the customers could be genu-ine customers also. Two of 'em works here as waiters, evenings, and the other three ain't no bums, neither. I called a dress-rehearsal at your store to-morrow morning ten o'clock." 

 On the following day, when Mr. Shimko visited his tenant's store, he rubbed his eyes. 

 "Ain't it wonderful?" he exclaimed. "Natural like life!" 

 "S-s-sh!" Zamp exclaimed. 

 "What's the matter, Zamp?" Shimko whispered. 

 Zamp winked. 

 "Only the cutters and the salesmen showed up," he replied. 

 "Well, who are them other fellows there?" Shimko asked. 

 "How should I know?" Zamp said hoarsely. "A couple of suckers comes in from the street, and we sold 'em the same like anybody else." 

 Here the door opened to admit a third stranger. As the two "property" salesmen were busy, Zamp turned to greet him. 

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